Tag "Magic" - Works and Original stories

Another story about the rebirth in One Piece. I saw the idea of an interesting fruit, so the hero will be a fruit grower from the very beginning. There will be ridiculous attempts to joke. There will be an attempt to preserve the atmosphere of the canon. Let's go? Translator: de_Vi

When poisonous roots of betrayal grow within a family, the past dissolves into the ages, and the future remains unknown, one must find the courage to reunite nations engulfed in fear and hatred, and to rectify a mistake that nearly destroyed the world. The hereditary Mistress of all lands under the sun's light is forced to move the remaining living members of her family into the distant future, to rebuild a new Empire on the ruins of her lineage's memory.

◆ Mages, covered by their blood-stained banners from the clear sky, did not expect to see the blinding flash of the Lodestar right above their heads, but the world was plunged back into darkness as its light turned scarlet. ◆ The young guy's colorful adventures came to an end as abruptly as they had begun. Caught in a vicious cycle of war and loss, the mage decides to seek help from an ambiguous historical figure, with equally ambiguous consequences for the lives of many thousands of mages.

After news of the possible imminent death of the 8th Harbinger, the Tsaritsa and Piero decide to find her replacement. The new candidate to replace the Scarlet Witch is an orphaned student at Sumeru Academy named Adalinda. She climbs up the career ladder suspiciously quickly and eventually becomes the 8th Fatui Harbinger thanks to her mentor Scaramouche. From now on, the other archons are under her thumb, and any lunge towards Her Imperial Majesty will cost them the lives of their own people.

How to live if society laughs at you, and no one appreciates your talents? How to live if your knowledge can be compared to magic? These questions will be answered by a young dragon, gifted beyond his years.

She couldn't let go of the feeling. It clutched at her throat and needled its way into the depths of heart. It squeezed her chest like a python and tangled her legs. Fear of self and guilt. In the glassy eyes, there she was, the woman with hair the color of pure silver, with a voice like the rustling of leaves, with blood the color of night. A palm on which lay an eye the color of amethyst. An eye socket oozing blood. An offer that somehow was impossible to refuse. To know more. The Truth.

Instead of the already happily lived eighteen years, Helen has a new life during the impending Second World War, an orphanage, that has to be shared with the future horror of Britain, and, suddenly... a magical gift. But what price will she have to pay for it and for being part of the family, that challenged Grindelwald?